Jonathots Daily Blog
(3919)
And when I touch you
I feel happy inside
It’s such a feeling
That my love
I can’t hide
55 years ago, two young men from England wrote a song which is hands down the best hands-on song ever written about holding hands.
It was called “I Wanna Hold Your Hand.”
Although most parents felt it was an innocuous request, there is actually very little in life that is more sensual than holding hands. It has caused many a young man to break out in a sweat, wondering when it was appropriate to reach over and join palms and fingers with his date, only to discover that she, too, was sweating and extremely anxious.
Holding hands is when my “toucher” touches your “toucher,” ending up with a touching experience.
There is nothing quite like it. It is underestimated.
In great drama, when empathy, sympathy, compassion, tenderness or romance is being expressed, often the beginning of the scene is notated: “And he took her hand…”
That feeling of flesh upon flesh, knowing that it is a willful action, is intoxicating.
It’s why we sit by a fire in a forest singing songs, and when it becomes particularly meaningful, we join hands.
It’s often the way we choose to pray.
It is the bedside manner of a good doctor, conveying to a patient his confidence that “everything is going to be all right.”
In a world where we’ve become more and more concerned about germs and spreading viruses, we find ourselves doing less and less hand-holding. Matter of fact, there are those who make fun of it, suggesting that it’s anemic—a mere “hand-holding exchange.”
But 55 years ago, John and Paul were right when they clearly stated that when we touch someone, we do feel happy inside.
The producers of jonathots would humbly request a yearly subscription donation for this inspirational opportunity
Jonathots Daily Blog 